the worst year ever... no not this year ... haha
so i havent updated in forever... heres a really breif update... im single again... i deliver for broadway restaurant/pizza... the band is doing really well... im in ok health... nothing else to report really...
anyway i was working today.. and this song just sort of came to me... out of no where... lyrics and all.... theyre not that good... im not a lyricist... the guitar work is great though.. too bad you can hear it here... anyway.. i thought id post the lyrics... however personal they might be... one person in the whole world will understand this perfectly... one other... will know better than anyone else... for the rest of you... heres a peek into the jesse mazur psyche....
ps. i have it more like a poem below so it will read easier.....
remember riding down harrison?
back then everything seemed right
one dreary nigh, glen ridge, New Jersey
i took a walk that changed my life
remember praying for the morning?
maybe ill wake up from this dream
3000 later and de-boarding...
things arent always what they seem
ill never forget that fatefull year
and all the pain that it would bring
hang in there kid, no need to fear
at 8 years old theres no such thing....
at 8 years old theres no such thing....
my life would never be the same
but at least i never was alone
we helped each other through the hard times
could not have made it on my own
i cant imagine how my life would be
if things werent how they are
no lava floors or robot pilots
i wouldnt have made it very far
and now the damage has been done
i cried all the tears i had
these dry ducts have nothing left
and yet somehow im still so sad
at 8 years old theres no such thing......
at 8 years old theres no such thing......
by the way... Gigi... thank you... i love you
anyway i was working today.. and this song just sort of came to me... out of no where... lyrics and all.... theyre not that good... im not a lyricist... the guitar work is great though.. too bad you can hear it here... anyway.. i thought id post the lyrics... however personal they might be... one person in the whole world will understand this perfectly... one other... will know better than anyone else... for the rest of you... heres a peek into the jesse mazur psyche....
ps. i have it more like a poem below so it will read easier.....
remember riding down harrison?
back then everything seemed right
one dreary nigh, glen ridge, New Jersey
i took a walk that changed my life
remember praying for the morning?
maybe ill wake up from this dream
3000 later and de-boarding...
things arent always what they seem
ill never forget that fatefull year
and all the pain that it would bring
hang in there kid, no need to fear
at 8 years old theres no such thing....
at 8 years old theres no such thing....
my life would never be the same
but at least i never was alone
we helped each other through the hard times
could not have made it on my own
i cant imagine how my life would be
if things werent how they are
no lava floors or robot pilots
i wouldnt have made it very far
and now the damage has been done
i cried all the tears i had
these dry ducts have nothing left
and yet somehow im still so sad
at 8 years old theres no such thing......
at 8 years old theres no such thing......
by the way... Gigi... thank you... i love you